Song of Free Will
Song of Free Will
In full disclosure found on walls of shame,
Thélème opened its broad church doors today
While Bacchus and his harem did the same.
They drank the liquid text of Beaujolais
And found a bright green traffic light at the gin
Palace around the block they circled twice
To find an even better text for sin.
Their choir sang semiquavers for a price
Intoning the liturgy of snow-white Coke.
And free will reigned upon the street, the first
Rule against rules designed to set a bloke
On a hard day’s bender that would slake his thirst
For the mad grotesquerie that all sincere
Disciples seek in an empty glass of beer.
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